but how will i tumbl

I’m gonna assume, based on all the tweets flooding my tl, that Thomas just hit 2M on YT. It’s cool to see and actually kinda surreal. Cause seeing him climb his way to the top with Vine and now him branching out to YouTube?? It’s just..so crazy to see how far he’s come. Like. Seriously. You guys. From finding him on Vine with 20k to seeing him hit million after million and now 2M on YouTube? It’s just so..wow! And I know Thomas isn’t a numbers guy, which is one of the things I really love about him, but seeing him at this point after all these years just makes my heart swell. And like. All the people he’s helped and inspired in some way shape or form and seeing all of them do the same for each other?? It’s just a beautiful thing. Seriously. I love it and this community so much! And I hope people see that this fandom is a direct reflection of the kind of person Thomas is! I’m rambling. But I just gotta say how super proud I am and how much I love my handsome, talented gay friend! 🌈💜🏳️‍🌈

And I think we all know that Thomas wouldn’t be where he is now without the help from all of his equally, if not more so, talented friends helping him out with all of his videos!! Every single one of them deserve the same amount of love and recognition as Thomas! They’re all amazing and incredible people! 💕

stupid shit I've heard people say in public

dad to son: “Whats your last will and testament? Whose gonna take care of your frog?

90 year old lady: “janet. Im too old to worry about being a hoe”

small kids to more small kids:“who cares about your waffle toffle bubble gum dumb dumb lookin’ ass”

Daughter to mom: Im 5 years old now I think I can grow a beard now

Mom yelling at her kids:“ i told you to buy one chicken, ONE. WHY IS THERE 5 CHICKENS RUNNING IN MY HOUSE.”

kid talking to a dead butterfly: “if you sleep here you’ll catch a cold and mom makes you take the evil juice”

Weird teenager to his pal holding a lifesaber:“ if i stick this in my butt can you see my insides?”

Some dude: “beans and franks? Gett'er done dude im down with the franks”


[…] and a huge lobster to Joseth the master of horse, who was neither lord nor guest, but had seen to Dancer’s training and made it possible for Bran to ride. He sent sweets to Hodor and Old Nan as well, for no reason but he loved them.
Sansa knew all about the sorts of people Arya liked to talk to: squires and grooms and serving girls, old men and naked children, rough-spoken freeriders of uncertain birth. Arya would make friends with anybody.

pastelqueen-sweetascanbe  asked:

I was wondering if you can do an RFA love triangle JuminXVXMC. I don't want to stress you so you don't have to do it. I was just wondering is all. ^^ Thanks for taking your time for reading this, I love your story's and keep up the great work.

We are soooooo sorrry that this took soo long. Honestly, it’s been sitting in our drafts forever, and we apologize for just posting it. Hope it’s okay though?

He deserved this.

That’s what he told himself as he watched Jumin smile at MC from across the room. He watched as she returned the gesture lovingly, Here they were in the bustle of guests eager to speak to all the hosts of another successful party. All thanks to MC.

V lifted his camera, his focus on MC. He was supposed to take pictures of the party coordinator, but he was beginning to feel like it was an excuse just to look at her through a lense. He loved to watch how her eyes sparkled as she greeted another person. Her hair swayed as she made small gestures with her hands as she spoke. Her lips curved into a beautiful smile that made V’s heart flutter inside his chest in a gentle way…something he had never felt before.

He snapped the pictures hurriedly before moving away. He tried distracting himself by taking some other photos, but he just couldn’t. The image of MC filled his thoughts, and with it, came the acute stab of guilt. He knew Jumin liked her…no, loved her. He saw his friends feelings unfold in the chatroom all that time ago.

At the time, he had encouraged it, still cast under the enchantment Rika had left on him. But that was his fault too, wasn’t it? Rika…her rise and fall…both were his fault, and he would force himself to pay the consequences.

“V…” Jumin’s uncharacteristically hesitant voice carried from the doorway.

V cleared his throat, steadying his voice before speaking. “Ah, Jumin, I was just getting some air.”

“You can stop that.”

V’s fingers tugged against his blazer, but he resisted the urge to drop his smile. “Stop what?”

Jumin sighed, taking a step closer. He adjusted his cufflinks, his eyes suddenly darting to the ground. Was he nervous? “You’re in love with MC.’

V’s entire body froze at the statement. He couldn’t bring himself to plaster that same smile back on his face. He couldn’t even muster a chuckle. Even if he did, Jumin would’ve seen right through him. In this painfully raw moment, he could do nothing but remain silent.

Jumin pursed his lips and nodded. “I see,” he said. There was no mistaking the tightness in his voice. “How long?”

“Jumin, I have no interest in her,” V said quietly.

Something between a scoff and sigh escaped his friend’s lips. There was no mistaking the strain of jealously in the way the muscles on his neck twitched. “No? Then what was that in there? Do you realize how long you were staring at her? Taking pictures? And before, during our last meeting–”

“No,” V interrupted. His words seemed to be lodged in his throat, making it difficult to say anything without his voice wavering. “No, I mean…I’m not pursuing her.”

For a long moment, there was silence. Jumin chewed on his bottom lip…a sign of true distress from the normally stoic man. “Why?”

V shrugged. “A lot of reasons,” he said. “I…I don’t think I can ever ask someone to accept me after what happened to Rika.

Jumin’s brows furrowed. “That doesn’t even make sense.”

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I feel sick and incapable of doing anything, and am very mad  at myself over all of the nothing that I am doing and the not-nothing that I should be doing (a list that includes finishing Gwenvid Week, my 30 unfinished garbage fics, and editing/commenting on other people’s awesome work). 

Please love me and give me internet hugs.

Robb Stark Imagine

It wasn’t always like this.

Long before she appeared in his life, back in the beginning, the two of you were inseparable.  Where you were, he was. And wherever he was, you’d be right by his side.

Growing up, as a ward in Winterfell life had been better than you could of ever hoped for, or that you believed that you truly deserved, but at the end of the day, you know it was down to his instant companionship. As soon as Robb accepted you as a part of life in Winterfell, the rest of the Stark children soon followed, Sansa, Arya and young Jon as well.  Sansa and you would spend hours giggling about the young stable boys that would grow to be more handsome, Arya trusted you the most when it came to her desire to want to learn how to fight… In fact it was you who convinced Robb and Jon to teach her the basic moves when her mother wasn’t looking.

For a while, Robb had simply been a brother figure… At least you thought that’s what your affections for him were, although now when you look back, it had been love all along. And not a sibling type of love, it was the kind of love that had you feeling like a battle was being fought in your stomach whenever his smile lit up his entire face, screw butterflies, armies were shouting and fighting when he stood close, when his hand rested on the small of your back as you made your rounds at feasts together. You had been so young and naïve to think that those emotions were not as clear to you as they are now.

Its not that you don’t want to tell Robb how you feel, you wanted to scream it at the top of your lungs so that the New Gods and the Old can hear… It was more the fact that you had absolutely no idea whether he would a) reciprocate your love and b) even care that you love him, because as far as you were aware, a maid had turned his head.

 This maid was definitely new to Winterfell, you aren’t entirely sure when she actually arrived, but you know she’s new because the rest of the maids and servants in the castle know to leave you and Robb to a conversation, he would usually snap at anyone who interrupted the pair of you talking, whether or not the topic was important, but she walked straight up to the pair of you and stole him away, as easy as leading a puppy away with the offer of a treat.

It broke your heart. Simply and truly it broke your heart. To make it worse, from that point on, it was almost impossible for you to get Robb alone, even just to ask how he was, if he wasn’t with his father completing tasks and learning how to be the Lord of Winterfell, he was with her, ignoring your waves across the courtyard, or just walking away with her as you enter the room. It was getting to the point that even the other Stark children were beginning to notice.

“Where’s Robb?” Sansa asked one day, sitting next to you under the Weirwood Tree
“In all honesty, I have no idea, its been weeks since we’ve actually spoken, other than formalities when there are feasts or guests” You say, looking at the red leaf you held in your hands
“What do you mean its been weeks??” Sansa exclaims, truly shocked at her brother’s actions
“That maid, she has her claws in him, he pays me no attention now, not even a hello” Your voice breaks slightly, this is the first time you’ve actually spoken about this to anyone, and your walls were slowly tumbling down
“I don’t understand? How is it possible?? It’s always been you and Robb??” Sansa says more so to herself than to you, truly trying to understand how her brother has honestly changed so much in such a little time.
“Nor do I, but I suppose this is the way it is going to be from now on, I hope dearly that you’ll forgive me, but I think I need to be alone” You whisper as you raise from the floor of the Godswood, bowing your head slightly and walking away from the red haired Stark, making your way to your chambers and locking the doors, tears finally escaping.


 As Sansa watched you walk away, her confusion quickly turned into anger. How could her older brother treat you this way? He may be older but he most definitely is not wiser than his sister, all of Winterfell knew that you are in love with the eldest Stark, and most had thought that he returned those emotions, but this maid, whomever she is, Sansa had not cared to learn the girls name, nor did she now care to, all she wanted to do was to find out what could possibly cause her brother to act this way. Sansa had no doubts that you were her best friend; you had been since the first months you had been at Winterfell and Robb had no right to treat you like this, if he thought battle was terrifying, Sansa was about to unleash seven hells of fury.

 Sansa quickly left the Godswood and found her way to the main courtyard of Winterfell and spotted her half brother practicing with his long sword
“Jon!” Sansa called, slightly spooking him
“Yes Sansa? What can I do for you?” Jon asks, lowering his sword from the reach of his sister, it would not end well with Lady Stark if he accidentally cut her.
“Where is Robb?” Sansa asked, the fury quickly leaking into her voice
“I’m not sure, may I ask why? You seem unnaturally angry” Jon asked, wary now of the anger in the girls demeanour 
“Are you aware that he hasn’t spoken to Y/N in weeks??” The question makes Jon recoil slightly, he wasn’t aware of Robb’s absence from you, he had noticed that you were becoming more distant from the courtyard, but he had assumed you had been spending time on your reading
“What do you mean Robb hasn’t spoken to Y/N in weeks? That’s impossible” Jon retaliates, hoping to the Gods that Sansa was wrong; he knew his brother was a better person than this
“I mean exactly what I said Jon. I spoke to Y/N this morning; he’s breaking her heart Jon! He won’t speak to her; he won’t even look at her anymore! This maid has somehow wormed her way into his brain and is controlling him or something! I don’t know! But the second I find him, I should hope that he’s been praying because even the Gods can’t protect him from me!” Sansa all but yelled, Jon’s face showing some unreadable expression, he knew that the new maid was pretty, but he didn’t know it was possible for someone other than you to catch Robb’s attention, let alone prevent him from speaking to his longest and dearest friend.
“Sansa, maybe you should take a moment to calm down before you confront him” Jon tried to suggest to his younger sister, but it was no use, Robb had mistakenly entered the courtyard to train with Jon, a smile on his face until he spots the murderous look on his sisters face and the worried… almost disappointed look on his brother’s.
“Good afternoon sister, Arya break one of your dolls again?” Robb asked with a small smile playing on his lips.
“You would be so lucky if that was the issue” Sansa hissed through her teeth, Robb’s face quickly turning to confusion, Jon stepped forward to put a hand on Sansa’s shoulder 
“Sansa, please think about this” Jon whispered trying to calm their sister before she outright murdered the heir to Winterfell
“No Jon, I will not.” Sansa said shoving Jon’s hand off of her shoulder and stepping closer to her eldest sibling 
“You are a disgrace to Winterfell” Sansa said to Robb, 100% full of conviction and meaning every word of it, Robb could feel the venomous anger his sister was full of
“Excuse me?” Robb asked in shock, Sansa had never spoken to him in that fashion before, even when he had played the cruellest pranks on her 
“You heard me Robb, you are a disgrace! I’ve never been so disappointed to be your sister.” Sansa said, jabbing a finger into Robb’s chest, pushing him back a step with every jab
“What have I done to deserve such hate?” Robb’s voice was now quiet, hurt. He didn’t understand why his sister was acting like this
“When’s the last time you spoke to Y/N? When was the last time you even smiled at her? Or showed her any sign of friendship?” Sansa shouts, her arms crossed
“I spoke to her just this morning!” Robb responded but not even he believed his answer
“You are a liar Robb Stark! You haven’t spoken a word to Y/N in weeks. Do you want to know how badly you’ve hurt her Robb?? All because a maid has been interested in you, fucking you so that she could get a small fraction of power. You’re disgusting Robb! You’ve made Y/N cry more times than I can count, she’s not spending time with me, nor Jon” Sansa explained, Robb looked to Jon to see if she was telling the truth… There was no way that Robb had hurt you this badly… He couldn’t do that to you, its simply impossible
“It’s true Robb, Y/N hasn’t been showing up to watch Arya train or to the stables to go riding… She’s all but disappeared into herself” Jon admitted, shaking his head lightly at the entire event, his brother had hurt you too much for him to lie to protect Robb’s feelings.
“I don’t understand, I haven’t been absent from her, I can’t be…” Robb was confused now, trying to think back through the weeks to the last time you and he spoke… Quickly realising how right his siblings were, he had abandoned you, his longest and truest friend.
“Robb I am going to tell you this because I love you and you have been the biggest idiot of your entire life, Y/N is so in love with you, she has been for years, and up until recently we all thought that you loved her too, but Robb, I don’t know who this person is that is standing in front of me, pretending to be my brother, because the Robb I know, is fiercely loyal… He doesn’t just abandon his friends. Now tell me, do you love Y/N” Sansa asks, placing her hands on both of his shoulders
“Yes” Robb said,
“Not as a friend Robb, do you truly love Y/N? If you do… you need to tell her and tell her now. You could lose her Robb. You could honestly lose her forever” Jon said, now stepping forward to stand in line with Sansa.

 Robb stepped back from his siblings, thinking back to his childhood with you, thinking back to the times when you stood by his side even when the rest of Winterfell was against him. Then he thought about the times when you were so unbelievably beautiful without knowing it, the moments when he made you laugh or when you were reading one of the stories of the Great Knights of Westeros changing the names so that instead you were reading his name, building his confidence and ensuring that he never went to battle without knowing that he had to come back to you. It suddenly all made sense to him, you were always there, always in his corner, your love showing in all of your actions over the past years… Robb realised then that he was the biggest fool in Westeros. He was losing the one woman who would always stand behind him, catch him when he falls… The crushing realisation of his love for you caused his chest to suddenly get heavy. Robb loved you.

Robb loved you with every fibre of his being.

“I love her,” Robb said with a nod to his sister and brother.
“You know where her chambers are, go get her” Sansa said, a small smile playing on her lips.

And that’s what Robb set out to do.


Part Two


We’re All Mad Here - Part Five

(Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four)

Submitted by Alice

As Ada continued to chatter in your ear, and the Shelby brothers kept playfully ragging on each other, you tried to snap yourself out of it.

If Michael could sit there completely unfazed, ignoring your presence, then you could do the same. You could be just as unaffected as he was…or at the very least you could pretend. You could be charming and funny and completely indifferent.

“All I’m saying is that if Esme asks me to take her to the Anne of Green-Gables film one more time, I’m going to lose my mind. There’s only so much a man can take, you know!” John was shaking his head, twirling a toothpick round and round in the corner of his mouth. You tuned into the conversation.

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  • <p> <b>How I captioned my art 4 years ago:</b> I made this a while ago and I never posted it! Sorry about that!! ;m;!!!It took me FOREVER to get the nose right!! I need to get better with that ;//w//;,,, ANYWAYS!!!! I'm working on a few other things right now so be sure to look forward to that!! ^w^ 💕💕💕<p/><b>How I caption my art now:</b> gay boy takes a tumble<p/></p>
Something tells me; C.H.

“Is that something that still haunts your mind?” My friend, Juliet, questions as she circles around the kitchen island to take her respectful place next to mine. I shrug my shoulders, still stirring in the pot of spaghetti sauce I was cooking up, waiting for Calum to arrive home.

“I guess so – yeah. Wouldn’t you be? He’s constantly out with these women that he used to date – women that could classify as models, if you have forgotten.” I throw her a look over my shoulder, never stopping my motions of stirring. A tune I recognize softly tumbles from the speakers of the radio and I feel myself start swaying along as I await Juliet’s answer.

“Not to kick you off of your pedestal, but one of them is a model.” Juliet sniggers but as soon as she sees me tense up, her sounds falter with each passing second, until it’s completely silent again.
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I needed to hear right now. Thanks, Juliet.” My voice resembles a scoff, but I make sure to put a light undertone to it as well. I don’t want my best friend around here to be angry with me.

“But don’t you trust Calum with all your heart? Oh, how many times I heard those words tumbling from your lips.” Juliet sighs dreamily, mockingly also perhaps, but I let it slide. I chuckle heartily as I turn around, leaning against the kitchen cupboards as I see Juliet dunk the last bit of the beer I offered her earlier.

“It’s not that – my intuition has been acting crazy lately. I trust Calum, doesn’t mean I have to trust all those other women he rubs shoulders with.” I shrug again, thinking back to all the people he has to – mandatory – hang out with tonight. Something to do with the new up and coming album. I was invited to tag along, but I have never felt more out of place then I felt there, so I usually steered away from such occasions. Otherwise, I tried to support Calum – and the band of course – as much as possible.

The timer for my pasta is ringing throughout Calum’s spacious kitchen and I quickly turn to shut off the heat. “He’s calling you.” I am trying to put on my oven mittens as quickly as I can possibly manage while mumbling my reply to my friend.
“He can wait.” I groan as I grasp the boiling pot with both mitten covered hands and rush towards the sink. It’s not that I wanted to ignore him – this really was a bad time.

“Drama queen.” Juliet chuckles as she grasps her jacket from the bar seat she left it on upon entering, fluttering past me again to squeeze my waist and take me in a one-sided hug. “I’ll talk about it with Cal, when I feel the need to talk about it. Don’t worry, nothing going on.”
“Other than you being suspicious as fuck and eating yourself alive about this, yeah of course, nothing to worry about.”

“Yes, I love you too. Now scram, I might give Calum a call back and see what he’s up to.” As soon as she’s out the door and I have fixed myself a proper plate – and installed myself in front of the television of course – I scroll through my phone in search of Calum’s contacts.

“Hi babe. You called?” I smile as I shove a bite of pasta past my lips, dropping my fork to skim through the television shows in search for something proper. “Yeah I – can I ask you something?”
“What’s so important it couldn’t wait until you got home?” I laugh heartily, mouth still full of food.

“We’re not at the end of our road, are we?” His tone goes into a whisper and the voices in the background fade, implying he has secluded himself from the rest of the company for the evening. I frown but don’t respond immediately, slowly putting my fork back onto my plate.
“What makes you think that?” Eventually I respond shortly.
“I have been talking to the other boys about us lately – and you’ve been acting distant –“ He starts stammering and my heart almost aches when I feel the pain he appears to be in. I quickly try to cut him off.
“Calum – “

But he is quick to do the same.
“Please, don’t try and deny it. You have. And well, they thought you’re acting strange because I did something wrong – or multiple things – about because of that, well, I don’t know how to explain this –“

It stays quiet for a long time – maybe I do wait a bit too long before I scrape my throat. As that sound travels through the receiver, I hear Calum let out a breath he had been holding. He might have thought I hung up on him.

“It’s just some insecurities from my side Calum, and a lot of personal issues as well. It hasn’t really got anything to do with you, so stop rambling, and stop worrying.” I change the tone of my voice, trying to sound as soothing as possible – before shoving another bite past my lips. He was receiving caviar, I had to eat too.

“I’m coming home.” It’s short, it’s sudden, and it sounds like there is no reasoning with him. Which wouldn’t surprise me.
“Why?” I dare to question, although I know it might take a whole other turn if he takes my word the wrong way.

“Because I have to see your face while you say that.” He sighs out, sounding defeated for some – to me – unknown reason. I swallow loudly as I discard my meal completely, pulling my legs against my chest for comfort.
“Do you think I’m lying?” I’m kind of upset with this choice of words, and as soon as the words leave my lips I know Calum will notice my emotions – rather easily.

“Something tells me you’re upset with me and I can see that in your eyes.” I sigh.

“I’ll see you in a few then.” I dismiss him, not very happy with him because he shouldn’t ditch some party – or get together as he called – for something that could’ve been talked about in the morning as well.

I decide to change into my night gown, something Calum had gifted me for my birthday and glide back onto the sofa, waiting for my boyfriend’s return. A few minutes pass, and then, I hear the door click. His loud, stomping footsteps resonate through the otherwise silent house.

“Y/n? Y/n?” I raise to my feet and slowly walk towards him, leaning up to press my lips briefly to his cheek. “So you saw me now. Everything alright?” I joke, walking away, back towards the sofa.

“I can concentrate while you’re standing here naked.” Calum just murmurs, slowly trailing behind me. His words make me stop in my tracks.
“If you so desperately want to talk, I’ll get dressed then.” I turn around to walk down the hall, but Calum’s voice stops me in my tracks – momentarily.

“No, no. I thought about everything in the car, and I trust that what you say to me, is how you really feel. I’m constantly busy, no wonder you might be upset with me. But I am completely honest when I tell you I have never experienced love as I did in this relationship.”

“You’re such a sap. I think I might cry.” I laugh brightly in his direction, toying with the hem of my dress as I bite my bottom lip. “So want to hang out on the sofa and watch some Netflix?” I offer, taking a few steps down the corridor to the bedroom.

“I’m sure I can think of something more fun.” Calum grins evilly before he quickly jogs after me. A shriek flows past my lips as he lifts me into the air and carries me off towards our bedroom.

favorite Billdip fanfics
  • I’ve Made Mistakes in My Mind- ”Dipper Pines spent most of his childhood being haunted by a cruel demon and was known as the school nut as a result. The other boys didn’t take kindly to him and half of that childhood was spent hiding bruises and cuts on his body from his worrisome sister.Eight years later, The year is 1951, and Dipper is escaping his old home on a train to find inspiration for his book.Fate works in mysterious ways, and inspiration seems to find him first.” chapter 1 and 2 are so gay and so is the rest of the story
  • Forgive Me (the story is currently deleted but i will update this when it’s there again)
  • Payment in Blood- “ Dipper and Mabel Pines have always been able to get out of bad situations. But eventually, they get into one so bad that it takes a certain dream demon to rescue them, and his services are not free. And the payment he asks for will change their lives forever.” very dark and a lot of death and blood
  • No Sweeter Innocence Than Our Gentle Sin- “ Bill Cipher can give Dipper all the knowledge he wants on one condition: he must belong to Bill.” ALL THE SMUT
  • Dipper, Can You Hear Me?  -” Dipper and Bill find strange tracks across the lawn, and nobody knows what they came from. The Journals reveal nothing about what this creature could possibly be, and the idea of Dipper finding out something that the Author didn’t know prompts him to follow the tracks into the woods. Alone. Three days later he returns, but he’s not Dipper anymore.” as far as i remember it’s kinda sad
  • Like Gasoline- “ Surreal Dipper dreaming.” i don’t actually remember this but i approved on my list so shrug
  • Can’t Find My Way Home- “ After an argument with his sister in Portland, Dipper gets lost on his way back to Gravity Falls and finds a blonde hitchhiker with the same destination, little did they know they were more lost than they thought.” yes
  • KEEP CALM and USE THE WOK- “ Prompt: Bill and Dipper trapped in a bathroom by a serial killer like in saw.” yes
  • Lost Souls- “ What happens to souls when the body is gone? What do they become?” kinda sad but really good
  • Look At The Stars- “ “Person B knowing they’re undoubtedly about to die within the next few seconds. Instead of calling for help, they phone Person A and carry on a casual conversation as if nothing is wrong, making sure to mention how much they love them before their time runs out.” “ i cried
  •  A Tumble In The Bed- “ Bill thinks sex seems like a stupid waste of energy and time. By the end of the night, his thoughts are turned completely around.” yessssss
  •  What’s in a name?- “ After much pestering, Mabel convinces Dipper to finally join a dating website to, finally, get him a boyfriend. He meets a guy named Alex, and he is sweet, kind, loving, interesting, smart, adorable…well he’s perfect for Dipper…but the secrets between the two could be too much to handle. “ this is so great ahhh
  •  The First Dance is Always Free- “ A masquerade at the Northwest Mansion. A mysterious stranger. A night that Dipper will never forget. “ AHHHH
  •  Candyman- “ Dipper had always been taught to never accept candy from strangers. But candy is sweet, and candy from strangers is sweeter. “ yesssssssss
  • Mirror, Mirror on the wall- “The universe didn’t always exist as one entity. There was hundreds of them out there, some were peaceful and beautiful, some were wild. They were all different from each other. Some differences were just small details, the slightly difference in coordination, but some differences were bigger, it altered the entire universe, making it unique. No matter how different one universe was from the other, there would always exist portals, disguising as normal every day things, tucked away in a far corner, forgotten. They were the windows that connected this universe from the next one. It was rumored that if one looked into these windows, they could see their other self, could communicate with them. There would always be a glass wall that separated one universe from the other to prevent both from collapsing. But perhaps, these portals brought two universes just a bit closer together.There were also special people out there, people who could look beyond the ordinary look of a portal to see what it really was. To be able to realize the significance of a portal, to communicate with beings of other universes. They were the chosen ones.Dipper Pines… was one of them.” kill me now
  • Problems of the Heart- “ Grunkle Stan has a heart attack, Dipper is having strange dreams, and Mabel keeps throwing Dipper at customers. So what happens when Bill offers Dipper a deal? “ yesssssssssss
  •  For the Health and Safety of Mabel Pines- “ If Dipper wants Mabel safe, then he’s going to have to make a fairly uncomfortable deal. “ THIS IS GREATEST THING I HAVE EVER READ OH MY GOD AND IT HAS A SEQUEL
  • For the Morality and Sanity of Dipper Pines- “ In order to save her brother and the town, Mabel makes a sacrifice that leaves her missing a bit of herself. “ OH MY GOD THE SEQUEL KILL ME NOW
  •  Decoding Pine Trees- “Bill has a plan , but like many other times for Bill, things tend to get in the way. And by things I mean a person. And by person I mean a 12 year old. And by 12 year old I mean Dipper Pines.But Bill has a plan.” yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
  • This Is Who I Am-  “ Dipper has enough problems in life with identity, the last thing needed right now is great uncle Stan’s secrets, great uncle Stan’s brother’s secrets, sibling betrayal and a demon adding to the list of issues at hand. But they’re a probably, who will be in Dipper’s life to help?” trans!Dipper is life mate
  • Pine Tree I’m bored - 30 days OTP challenge NSFW- “ Bill is insistent on hanging around the Mystery Shack but Dipper knows the demon has to be planning something. What does he want? What does he have planned? Could he really be here just to annoy the twin? Whatever happens, Dipper’s keeping a close eye on this dream demon. “ all the goooooood smut
  •  I Won’t Fall (In Love With Falling)- “ “But what exactly is home for you?”
    Bill Cipher, a prophetic angel having guided civilizations for years, falls from his grace. Dipper Pines, now 22 and a paranormal investigator, brings this angel into his home. However, Bill has fallen for specific reasons, and now he must ride out his punishment, or risk becoming a demon. “ angel!Bill is great, but fallen angel!Bill is life
  • A Little Assistance- “ Loosely based off an au but tbh this is just shameless smut oh god don’t look at me tl;dr pwp tentacle stuff.
    Dipper is older here. “ i love tentacle stuff, hang me
  • Repeat it…Now.- “ U-Um… I have this headcanon that Bill is way too possessive with Dipper. But not in a master/slave way, more like… He wants to ruin and play with Dipper’s mind for being so curious about Gravity Falls and how he’s playing with fire for challenging Bill. “ yesss 
  • The Ghost of You it Keeps Me Awake- “Six years of visiting Gravity Falls, Dipper and Mabel decide to spend their last year in high school together with Grunkle Stan. Dipper expected many things to happen, but not to be visited by a particular dream demon.And Dipper didn’t expect him to become obsessed with the young man he used to call Pine tree.” i love this so much it’s actually unhealthy
  • Gears of the Heart- “ This is part of a steampunk AU I created for Gravity Falls, a multi-part fanfic of Billdip. I hope you guys like it, critics welcome. Updates will be posted once a week during weekends. “ steampunk AUs are what i live for 

hey, guys! so as you all (hopefully) know, it’s valentine’s day!!!
so firstly, happy valentine’s day <3
secondly, i do feel quiet bad that i’ve been pretty MIA this past few days, and i’m so grateful to all of you guys for sticking with me. thirdly, i hit 1.5k yesterday, which i cannot believe! thank you so much, all of you!
along with this, i just really, really want to convey how deeply i care for all of you guys. i’m not very well-liked irl, and it’s really tough to have lost so many friends in such a short span of time, hence, i’m so so so SO grateful for all of you, even if we’ve never interacted, because you’re the ones that get me through the days. :)
so i figured, why get three (love)birds with one stone, and celebrate with some mutuals appreciation? let’s go!

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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Originally posted by 5min

TRIGGER WARNING: somewhat forced sex, mutilation, slight suicidal thoughts, abuse

Pairing: Lay x Reader

Type: Horror

Plot: Don’t get in a strangers car.

His words had resonated in my head, bouncing across my skull and tattooing into every spot of bone that it had pierced. What had he meant? Was he delusional? Such a man who had taken me surely must be suffering from something that is hand in hand with such delusions. But even if his words made no sense they somehow shook my heart in its place. I couldn’t understand it, nor come to terms with it, but something deep inside me dictated the reality beneath those words. I was his, and I was trapped.

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